Bade's fingers dug into the ground, and he bit his lip. "Nevermind. Don't answer." he growled, standing up and stalking off. He pulled out another cigarette, and almost lit the entire thing by mistake. He took a deep drag, then touched the now-red butt of the cigarette to his wrist, gritting his teeth when he pressed it against it harder. It was a weird thing he did when he was pissed, and his left wrist was scarred from previous burns.

( There's his mood swing. xD )

Bade had wandered into the woods, and he was leaned against a tree's trunk, gasping. He squatted down and hunched over himself, gripping his head and still gasping. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think; he felt horrible. His eyes clenched shut and he threw his head back, smacking it against the tree's trunk. If he could've, he would've kicked the tree down.

But he couldn't.

He groaned and stood up, lifting a shaking hand to his face so he could take another drag on his cigarette. Eventually, when he calmed down, he made his way back to camp, and he sat at the edge of the cabin, smoking quietly and watching the clouds.

Bade sighed and put out his cigarette, standing up. I should probably go apologize. he thought, walking back to the location he had left her at. When he couldn't find her, he panicked. "Charlotte?" he breathed, looking around frantically.

He walked into the direction he had stormed off into before, and he wasn't sure where he was going after that. "Charlotte?!" he shouted, his heartbeat quickening. He ran a hand through his hair and looked up at the sky. It was dark. "Charlotte!" he called again.

Charlotte was startled by his mood swing. If he got mad, while he was hugging her and decided to squeeze her .. She shuddered feircely. Bade would NEVER do that to her, or the baby. She murmured, "I'm fine now though. Let's go back to the cabin and give Russell some bruises." She closed her eyes, startled as rain started to fell.

Charlotte cussed once. "Just my luck.. " she mumbled.

( O>O )

Bade pulled Charlotte into the cabin, only to find that Russell was already fast asleep. "Do you still want to beat him up...?" Bade asked, turning back to Charlotte. "He looks top innocent now. Like he's never done a bad thing in his life."

Bade sat down on Russell's bed, actually tired. Russell woke up, startled, and he glanced at Bade. "What're you doing on my bed?" he mumbled sleepily. Bade pressed hand to his face.

"Shut up and go back to sleep." he growled. Russell did, and Bade sighed, closing his eyes and pushing his head against his hand. "I'm going back outside." he said, standing up and stretching. But god I wish I had a bed.